Charles Moore

摘要

If great photojournalistsrnknow where to stand, Charles Moore knew where to be. He was there in all the right places of our civil rights imagination. This small, wiry white Southerner, who died March 9 at 79, had his lens, and his courage, at the ready: in Montgomery, Ala., in 1958, when cops werernshoving and arm-bending Martin Luther King Jr. down onto a police booking desk, and in Birmingham, Ala., in 1963, when Bull Connor's police dogs (above) so savagely strained at their leashes.